Fields of Gold

gordon summer

you remember me when the west wind moves
among the fields of barly
you can tell the sun in his yellow sky
when we walked in fields of gold

so she took her love for to gaze awhile
among the fields of barly
in his arms she fell as her hair came down
among the fields of gold

will you stay with me? will you be my love?
among the fields of barly?
you can tell the sun in his yellow sky
when we walked the fields of gold

I never made promises lightly
there have been some that I broken
but I swear in the days still left
we will walk in fields of gold

many years have passed since the summer day
among the fields of barly
see the children run as the sun goes down
as you lie in fields of gold